Wild boar

Chapter 118 Hanyang City

"Brother Lu, do you know of any demon clan gathering places with a harmonious atmosphere?" Zhu Zishan asked after turning into a human form with his hands clasped in fists.

Lu Jun laughed dumbly.

"It turns out that Brother Zhu still doesn't know where he is. In that case, why do you have to leave? Wouldn't it be better to stay as a guest in Fengya Academy?" Lu Jun advised.

"Brother Lu, it's not that I don't want to stay. If you look at me like this, Miss Lihua will have nightmares every day." Zhu Zishan said, touching his pig face.

"Hey..." Lu Jun sighed, looking quite helpless.

"Brother Zhu, to be honest, I am neither a demon nor a human. I know nothing about the surrounding immortal cultivating forces. I only know that there is a large lake hundreds of miles down the Yuanyang River called Muyun Lake. Muyun There is a big city next to the lake called Hanyang City. The surrounding areas of Hanyang City are rich in water and grass, and there are many people. The city is divided into nine districts, and its scale is far greater than that of Jun'an City, and it can be called the largest in Yongzhou..."

"There is a majestic mountain range behind Hanyang City. Among the mountains, there is a high mountain, which is the most beautiful. It is the place where the spiritual energy of the entire mountain range gathers. And that is Tianchi Mountain. It is said that there are human beings who have formed golden elixirs on Tianchi Mountain. Xiu, remember to avoid..."

"Brother Zhu, after all these years, I have nothing to give you. I only have one sentence. If you have trouble in the future, you can come to Fengya Academy to avoid trouble. I can help you solve it for your god training period and below." Lu Jun He said with a proud look on his face.

"Thank you, Brother Lu, for your love. That being the case, the green mountains will not change and the green waters will flow forever..." Zhu Zishan was about to say his final farewell.

"Wait! Brother Zhu, can you grant me one wish before you leave..." Lu Jun asked hesitantly.

"Brother Lu, please speak."

"Asking what love is in this world, it's a matter of life and death. What's the next sentence?" Lu Jun stared at her eyes with longing.

amount……

He is truly a ruthless young man who loves poetry.

Just listen to Zhu Zishan's affectionate voice chanting: "Asking what love is in the world, it makes us promise each other in life and death. We fly together from the south to the north, and the old wings are in the cold and heat several times. Joy is fun, parting is bitter, and there are even more crazy children. You should have it. The words, the clouds thousands of miles away, the dusk snow on thousands of mountains, only the shadow is going to whom?"

After Zhu Zishan recited the poem, Lu Jun stood there blankly, his mouth full of joy, the pain of parting, the crazy children, only thinking about who to go to...

See this scene.

Zhu Zishan sighed and left quietly without disturbing Lu Jun's immersion in poetry.

After a moment.

A small boat slowly left from the dock of Jun'an City.

The person rowing the boat was none other than Zhu Zishan, who was wearing a coir raincoat and bamboo hat. He planned to row the boat at night from the waterway to Muyun Lake and then to Hanyang City.

suddenly.

The clear and sweet sound of the harp came from the shore, and the sound was gentle and melodious.

Then a neutral and soft singing voice sounded...

"Ask what love is in the world, and it will make life and death agree."

"Happiness is fun, parting is painful..."

"...Thousands of mountains are covered with snow, who is the shadow going to?"

A song is sent to a friend, and when the song ends, everyone disperses.

Zhu Zishan stopped paddling and replied in a loud voice: "Zi Shan was about to sail in a boat when he suddenly heard singing on the bank. The Yuanyang River is a thousand feet deep. It is not as good as Mr. Lu to send me your love."

Ok... I copied another famous poem, perfect.

On the river bank.

Lu Jun untied the stone ring on her hand and returned to her daughter's body again. She stood on the shore holding Hu Qin and watched the boat go down the river...

She murmured to herself: "Zishan is about to leave in a boat. It turns out that his real name is Zhu Zishan."

……

Hanyang City.

Muchun Tower.

This is a very famous inn-style brothel.

In the atrium of Muchun Tower, a woman is singing a new song "I will enter the wine" loudly.

"Don't you see that the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning."

"Don't you see Gaotang Mingjing's sad and white hair, the morning is like blue silk and the evening is snow..."

Above the fifth floor attic.

There is a separate room.

There were five women in white clothes sitting in the room.

Listening to the new song, they all showed expressions of enjoyment.

After the song is finished, the lingering sound lingers.

"It's really a good poem, a good word, and a good tune. Every time I enter the mortal world, there are different surprises." Mengshan's grandfather clapped his hands and praised it.

But the four women behind her were sitting upright, as if they didn't dare to take a breath and were cautious.At this moment.

There was a commotion in the building, and an octogenarian man dressed in a flashy dress broke into Muchun Building.

"Bald old man, if you come to visit a brothel at your age, you probably don't want to die on a woman's belly." A man laughed loudly.

"Hahahaha...Old man, would you like some help?"

"Hahahaha... While the old man is doing things for a while, let me help you push him."

For a moment, the whole room burst into laughter.

The octogenarian old man was not annoyed, and retorted loudly: "Don't laugh at me. I am a great poet of my generation. The song about the woman's singing about getting drunk was written by me two months ago."

"Hahaha... Bald old man, stop bragging. Don't be afraid of the strong wind flashing your tongue. If you have the ability, be one." A young man said jokingly.

"Okay! I will make one now." The old man said unceremoniously.

"The Four Treasures of the Study!"

The boss of Muchunlou saw that the guests' interest was aroused by this octogenarian, so he took advantage of the situation and got the four treasures of the study.

"Everyone, I will compose an impromptu poem with Muchun Tower as the title."

"Come here! Grind the ink!"

The old man roared angrily.

The pen and ink were ready, and everyone saw the old man holding Lang Hao, splashing ink with a brush, and a poem was completed. The signature was still Zhukov.

Poem Name Muchunlou

Zhukov.

Send flowers to the charming girl and twist her waist,

The goddess took a peek at Fengyue Kiln.

Lang holds the spring organ and plays softly,
My sister welcomes the autumn rain to the sky.

"Hahahaha...Old man, your poem is so straightforward!"

"To be able to write such a saucy poem, old man, you are indeed an old-hearted person."

"Hahaha... He is indeed an evil-minded old man. I wonder if you have the ability to do anything to the girl in Muchun Tower."

Faced with the ridicule of the crowd, the old man did not feel ashamed, but felt proud and showed a proud expression.

"Come here! Bring me the huqin, I want to sing!" the old man said loudly.

The good guy immediately handed over a Huqin.

Dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang...

Rock music suddenly sounded.

There was silence in the field.

For the first time, people in a different world enjoyed the super-burning melody of the famous Indian song "I Played with Mud in the Northeast".

Everyone opened their mouths and couldn't accept it at all.

When the music reached its climax, the old man danced Indian dance and sang loudly.

"Ah! Ah! Ah..."

"The beautiful girl twists her waist to give flowers, and the goddess peeks at Fengyue Kiln."

"The man holds the spring organ and plays softly, the sister welcomes the autumn rain and goes up to the sky, goes up to the sky!"

This world is similar to ancient China. The way people express their emotions is generally more reserved. Where have you ever seen such a fierce expression?

For a moment, everyone was stunned and silent.

above the attic.

Grandma Mengshan, the great fox demon in the transformation stage, also widened his eyes and opened his mouth.

Mengshan Ancestor, who has lived for thousands of years, has never seen this scene before.

"Oh my god! This little wild boar demon in human skin is so sexy!" A little fox demon sighed sincerely.

Grandma Mengshan turned around and found that the four little fox demons she had brought had their fox tails raised and swayed in time with the music.

"Pay attention! The fox's tail is exposed." Grandpa Mengshan said dissatisfied.

The four little fox demons were sitting upright again, with solemn expressions.

(End of this chapter)